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I know how you feel...
Avatars shouldn’t be so self-aware.
Jacket: Gabriel
Head: Akeruka
Hair: Dura
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When experimental becomes just mental, it is time to take a few steps back, return to the solid ground, collect the confidence and try again. To achieve happiness requires work, but it is possible. Maybe more difficult is to recognize it...
Colour photos suit the times when Ivy (my Mum) briefly recognises me. It may last seconds, maybe two minutes then its gone. She goes back into another World, her private World.
Fixed my blog! Yay! Here is the link to this post: threadsandtuneage.com/recognition
The server my blog is hosted on is having issues so I will add the link a little later to this when we can resolve the problem. For now… here are the credits:
POSE: Recognition by Le Poppycock ~ Available at The Liaison Collaborative {Dec 7 to Dec 30}
DRESS: Short Prom Dress {snow} by Zenith ~ Available at Collabor88 {December 8 to December 31}
FUR: Faux Fur Muffler by Zenith ~ Available at Collabor88 {December 8 to December 31}
BAG: Purse by Zenith ~ Available at Collabor88 {December 8 to December 31}
HEELS: Las Vegas by Essenz ~ Available at Shiny Shabby {Nov 20 to December 15}
SKIN: Opal by the Skinnery ~ Available at Tannenbaum {November 25 to December 25} flickr.com/prismeventssl
HEAD: Tumble by CATWA
HAIR: Sparkle by Magika {on sale}
TIGHTS: Holiday Stockings by Izzie’s maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Izzies/115/125/31
DÉCOR:
BIKE: Ravenghost
FENCE: New Snow Bolt on by Studio Skye
FLOWERS: Snow Drifts by Cube Republic
I am so honoured to be presented with a certificate of recognition from sorority Delta Theta Nu. This means so much to me!
I was so shocked and very blown away to be told "You are seen". It brought tears to my eyes as life is not easy. Yet we still make the best of every situation and push through trying our best to sprinkle positivity. Thank you once again to the ladies of DTN! I appreciate you all so much ♥
As a 'CCC' Card carrying colorist you would guess I am looking forward to summer's bright light and depth of colors, but through my recent studying of Winogrand's photos I am drawn back to my years of monochrome and have lined up a series of black and white images.
Sitting on the window-sill and enjoying the low afternoon sun. Illuminated and in sharp focus is the "good" eye, the one I use for photography. The other one plays second fiddle. However, none of them was really involved in taking this self-portrait. It was the artificial eye of the camera in connection with a clever algorithm (automatic eye recognition) that kicked in when I pressed the shutter release (via a long cable). This is one of the situations where camera technology enables me to do things with ease that, if done manually, would have been quite difficult to achieve.
Perhaps I am beginning to understand that white silence is violence.
Australia's history is problematic for 232 years, and counting. Though we can be proud of the 59,768 years before that; before colonization.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uszdyMaC2c
I was appalled as a child when I learnt in 1966 that we had not previously counted our First Nations People in our population census. I was just a kid and it seemed simple to me: you count all the people and you come up with a number for the total population. Why weren't we counting all the people?
So the years passed and I grew up and my learning became more sophisticated and I was confronted with the legal concept of terra nullius. A latin term meaning "land that is legally deemed to be unoccupied or uninhabited". So that is how Australia is occupied: with no recognition of any indigenous inhabitants. WTF! This kid is increasingly uncomfortable with this history.
I am ashamed today that my country continues to allow a disproportionate rate of black deaths in custody.
We need to change. I look forward to sacrifices to my white privilege in order to achieve this.
Recent research in Cambridge has shown that sheep can recognise human faces when encouraged by a wee treat, such as Baa-rack Obama’s and Emma Watson’s. Our neighbours may of recognized me, but they were not used to me jumping into their space in order to shoot the setting sun.
A Cokin diffuser filter was used on camera.
This was a strange sight. The laughing seagull was not fighting its mirror reflection in the shallow water or acting in any way as if this were another seagull. It was not pecking the sand with its bill for food. Rather, it stopped. It seemed to be reflecting on its image, studying its own eyes and face like I do in the mirror with my own face and bloodshot eyes when I shave in the morning.
Nah, seagulls aren't that smart. I'm anthropomorphizing, right?!?
Glaub nicht dais ich werbe.
Engel, und wurb uch duch aych! Du kommst nicht. Denn mein
Anruf ist immer voll Hinweg; wider so starke
Stromung kannstdu nicht schreiten. Wie ein gestreckter
Arm ist mein Rufen. Und seine zum Greifen
oben offene Hand bleibt vordir
offen, wie Abwehr und Warnung.
Unfislicher, weitauf.
"To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event".
Henri Cartier-Bresson
ANZAC Square in central Brisbane is a large park which is a memorial to all those who have served and/or paid the supreme sacrifice in support of freedom from oppression around the world. It consists of the Shrine of Remembrance and Eternal Flame in Ann Street and Memorial Galleries beneath as well as numerous individual memorials at the Adelaide Street level. One that was missing until 27 May this year was to those First Nations people who served valiantly in many theatres. This fine new memorial is entitled "The Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Dedicated Memorial Queensland".
"Bringing the idea to life
On 27 May 2022, a dedicated memorial to Queensland’s Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander service men and women was unveiled in Brisbane’s Anzac Square.
Officially unveiled by the Premier of Queensland Annastacia Palaszczuk and the Lord Mayor of Brisbane Adrian Schrinner, the sculpture is one of only a few memorials to Indigenous veterans in Australia, and was created to honour, respect and remember the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander men and women of Queensland who have served and sacrificed their lives for our country.
Cast in bronze, the memorial features life-size figures standing on a ‘Journey Stone’. Navy, Army and Air Force are represented alongside Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander warriors / dancers, depicting a story of embarkation from home via air, land and sea.
The memorial project was funded by Federal, State and Local governments as well as philanthropists and private sector organisations, working with the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Dedicated Memorial Queensland Incorporated (ATSIDMQI)open_in_new to represent past, present and future Indigenous service, and to bridge ‘the culture and traditions of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples and their contributions to our shared military history’.
The ATSIDQMI committee worked in partnership with Griffith University, empowering master sculptor Liam Hardy of Sculpt Studios with Indigenous artist and cultural advisor John Smith Gumbula to bring the memorial sculpture to life.
President and Chair of the ATSIDQMI committee, Australian Army veteran and Quandamooka Elder Aunty Lorraine Hatton OAM, noted that ‘Queensland being the only state that has Torres Strait Islander Peoples, is another reason the memorial is unique and truly, inclusively Indigenous.’
Flyer for the group show "Surprised Recognition", with 108, Ekta, Erosie and me in gallery Slika (Lyon).
Opening tomorrow at 7pm.
I went to see my Brother today.
He later admitted that he didn't recognise me when he answered the door. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing...
The reality of naïve art.
Still life with oil heater, 1944, by Sipke Houtman (1871-1945). From the exhibition Naïve Realism in Museum MORE Gorssel NL.
More Naïve Realism at my Blog:
johanphoto.blogspot.com/2023/10/naief-realisme-naive-real...
Musings of a 61/2week old,,,, left to right,,,, "I was sound asleep when I heard some weird clicking and opened my eyes to see what was happening and Yikes! there was a woman with a big black thing standing over me but then she spoke and I realized it was my great grandma taking my pic so of course I thought that I should smile" We had a lovely visit with Oliver,,,, a sweet and happy boy,,, so sad we don't live closer! wishing everyone a happy day and thanks for your visits,,,,
It was my third time staying in Buttermere in the last 4 years, at about the same time of year and I had feared my photography would be samey. That’s my problem I have no pre visual imagination. However because of those other visits only when I arrived a process of recognition took place. It’s like going to do something in the house but when you get there you’ve forgotten what you were going to do. Strangely if you go back to the room where you thought of the task and start the journey again that forgotten thing will come back to you. This photo is an example of that recall. I’d set out in the morning with no idea what I was going to do, it was only when I got to this location the idea of climbing up Comb beck I had from last year was recalled. I stroll back to the hotel a lot happier than when I set out.